GO ON. GO ON.
OFF ON MY ROUNDS.
WHY DON'T YOU GO
AND MAKE US A NORMAL CUP OF TEA?
ARE WE? ARE WE REALLY?
ARE WE REALLY, FATHER?
I DIDN'T KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN.
"EFFING THIS" AND "EFFING THAT".
NO. VERY, VERY BAD NEWS.
YES, BUT I MUST SAY,
I MISS THE NOISE AND THE LIGHTS
- "GIVE THEM WHAT THEY WANT."
- NO. THAT'S THE SILVER RULE.
FIVE, SEVEN AND NINE.
JUST HAVE ANOTHER GO.
- HOW ABOUT A LITTLE CUP OF TEA?
- FAIR ENOUGH.
DOUGAL, THIS IS GETTING
FAR TOO CONFUSING.
I WAS...ER...JUST...
EATING...MY BREAKFAST.
THE SONG! HA! THE SONG. RIGHT.
LET ME REPHRASE THAT.
(TRAIN WHISTLE)
HOW DO YOU GET THESE OPEN?
RIGHT! YOU'RE ON!
PHIL COLLINS
FLEW ALL THE WAY TO BOSTON!
ARE THERE ANY OTHER PRIESTS LIVING
WITH YOU? WE DON'T LIST ANYONE ELSE.
- (TED) MIND THAT ONE.
- (BRENNAN MUTTERING)
SERGEANT THORNTON LEFT THEM
WHEN HE RETIRED.
A COUPLE OF NICE PINTS FOR YOU.